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The redskins have been back to make sure o' what they left behind," said Yeates, in a whisper. "I jing! that's jest the one thing I was a-hoping they'd forget to do. I reckon ez how that spiles our last living chance o' finding anything that mought help slack off on the belly-pinch." So he said, but for this once his wisdom was at fault and tricky fortune favored us.

And there was a thief aboard, and he had them two big di'monds that's advertised out here on this courthouse door; and he slipped ashore with his hand-bag and struck out into the dark and the storm, and he was a-hoping he could get to this town all right and be safe.

We went in two wagons and by the light of mounted torch-bearers, and Charlotte and Ferry stood at the dooryard gate and sent after us their mirthful warnings and good-byes. It set some of us a-hoping to see them there a dooryard gate means so much. We fairly prayed he might compel her decision before she should turn to re-enter the house.

Of course the farmer had made a mistake of some kind, and Rodney was rather anxious to learn what he would do when he found it out. "I have been a-hoping that you would come along and sorter looking for it," continued the man, as Rodney drew up beside the fence. "But I didn't dast to look for such a streak of luck as this. He's waiting for you." "He?

"He can keep on a-hoping," said Bob Flippin. "I know the Judge." Mary flared. "We can find a little house of our own " Her father laid his hand on her shoulder. "Look at me, daughter," he said, and turned her face up to him. "Our house is yours, Mary," he said. "I don't like the way you did it, and I hate to think what will happen when the Judge finds out.

And while I was a-hoping he might not he out a-roaring that night, what should I see rise out of one side of the Dust-heap, but a beautiful shining star, of a violet color. I stood as still, as stock-still as any I don't-know-what! There it lay, as beautiful as a new-born babe, all a-shining in the dust!

"He can keep on a-hoping," said Bob Flippin. "I know the Judge." Mary flared. "We can find a little house of our own " Her father laid his hand on her shoulder. "Look at me, daughter," he said, and turned her face up to aim. "Our house is yours, Mary," he said. "I don't like the way you did it, and I hate to think what will happen when the Judge finds out.